You know, you seemed like a nice kid. You seemed sweet enough, and always friendly. But what the fuck? You come in here SCREAMING at my girls because you don't wanna pay the tax?! On the one day I'm not here too. Imagine that. What is your problem? Are you mentally defective or something? This shouldn't have been news to you as being 15 years old, I'm sure "Jersey Shore" is the height of culture to you. And your hero Snookie is all up in arms over this.
I have to assume the way you were behaving means one of three things.
1. You are young, and think that's the way to get businesses to listen to you (it is not).
2. You are young, and you were trying to impress that piece of shit wigger boyfriend of yours. I am sure he thought you were cool.
3. You are mentally unbalanced, and might fly off the handle and assault me, a customer, or one of the employees for even the most minor misunderstanding.
I'm just gonna be safe and go with number 3 to keep me from getting involved in your eventual mental breakdown.
When you demanded a full refund at the top of your lungs and pronounced that "I'm going to Big Chain Salon", I figured there's really no better place for you because no one comes in here and behaves like that. I didn't invest almost $200,000 dollars, and the last five years of my life to be screamed at by some half witted 15 year old.
Have a nice life.
And when you go to "Big Chain Salon"? Tell them I said hi.
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